There is a state of mind- some angst, some irritation some despondency. A grand confusion, a feeling of being directionless and not knowing why...I call it the existential confusion.
Existential confusion persists beyond the traditional methods of unburdening one like socializing; movies, indulgence etc. It is a state where your identity just manages to hinge on your name and designation.
It is a tiredness spreading through you when you are losing the will to prove or disprove peoples’ thoughts about yourself. Introspection makes it even worse. What do you think about yourself? Who are you in reality? Tiring questions.Are you not just a residual image of accepted perceptions?
Perceptions- collective thought of the surroundings about you and your own thought about yourself. This sum total of perceptions defines your reality. What else would reality be?
Have you ever been on this perception trip? Have you ever felt this existential confusion?